Personal Narrative-A Heart-Stirring Day

I thought when I heard the thud on the floor it was just my imagination, but when I overheard it, again I knew there was someone in my house. I was panicky and did not know what to do. I know this will be a day I will never forget and laugh when I think about it.

Day 1: Today was interesting, I got to sit with Henry at Lunch which was awesome! I could be wrong but I think Henry has a crush on me which is probably why he tells me to go away all the time because he can't handle himself around this sexy body. Other than that life pretty sweet! Also wanna

No matter what, I’ll always care about you. I want to start off saying that these past couple of days have been really rough for me. I’m sure you have felt the same. I apologize and take responsibility for not speaking to you on Friday; I had way too much going on in my head and I couldn’t look at your name without crying. On Friday I received apologies from Claire and Abbey. Hannah and Leah even apologized that they even had to been apart of the process of me finding out. I have gotten so many different stories from so many different people. For most of the stories I tried really hard to give you the benefit of the doubt, but it was extremely difficult.

There were mouths moving on the other side of the table, I had enough of a mental capacity to realise that. To realise that I should be listening and absorbing what was being said by everyone else. Maybe even contribute to the conversation. Wren’s face looked questioningly across the table, but her eyes were filled with understanding. I needed this moment in my own head to breathe. This moment to feel okay again before coming back down to earth. Warm fingers wrapped around mine served as an anchor, and the stress of this one meal was the thunderous sea threatening to throw me overboard.

After a long day of work you you finally make it home. When you walk through the door you notice I haven't met you there with your big hug and kiss like I usually do. You put your keys down and lock the door and begin walking through the house looking for me. You peek in the kitchen and you don't see me there. Then you check my room and notice I have dresses all over the bed and make a mental note that you owe me a spanking for leaving my room messy again. You then approach the living room and hear my favorite movie the little mermaid playing and you see me fast asleep on the couch in one of my many pretty dress you got me. You walk in the living room and turn the tv off and you take a moment and watch/listen to me sleep.

I was 6 years old when the first semi-significant event happened in my life. The story isn’t tragic or entertaining but a grade’s a grade. The day started quite early, getting dressed would take around an hour when you had 4 children in grade school with a TV in the living room. I don’t recall breakfast or any of this clearly anyways. The drive was long and the roads we turned on were a blur on my mind. Today was the first day of school; I hadn’t actually really heard much about it despite having 3 older brothers. I did however biologically know it would be awful. I cried in my ignorant youth, pleading, begging, negotiating my way out of this horrible place I had never been and never wanted to be. Alas, I was pushing an unmovable mountain,

David, we met when I was 19 turning 20. I'm turning 24 this year and I don't have any interest to rewrite history with you. When I met you, I was going through a very difficult stage in life (my breakup). Through that ugly mess you were a great person who made me realize that there are many more great guys out there.. And for that, I did end up liking you. However, you and I were so busy playing this cat and mouse game. Eventually, I grew out of that game and we stopped talking. We connected a year later (I contacted you to apologize) but it wasn't because I was interested in you or anything. I simply just want to apologize because that's where I'm at in life.. I want to apologize to those I've done wrong too. I did like you many many years

On July 2, 1776, American achieved its independence from the British and was recognized as a country, but at this time slavery was still in full force. I do understand when someone tells me why celebrate a holiday if your people are still enslaved? I myself don’t really value the holiday as a freedom day, but I do still respect the sacrifices that were fought for my freedom. A lot of people on social media were voicing their harsh opinions regarding the holiday and don’t really observe it as a day of independence. I think there is a lot of awareness regarding the true meaning of the holiday and how black people don’t want to celebrate a holiday that has little to not meaning to them.

I was fortunate enough to come up in the music industry at a time when the competition was fierce. But in my experience, the camaraderie and support amongst fellow songwriters, musicians and music industry professionals was equally intense. I’ve often joked with friends by referring to music row in Nashville as an island of misfits. Moreover, it’s a place where there is a concentration of like-minded creative people who, more often than not, support each other. I can’t speak to the previous generation, but I have heard several music row veterans, espouse that this atmosphere of healthy competition and strong support for one another was even more prevalent back “in the day”. It’s just my opinion

She was looking out the kitchen window, past her back porch and white picket fence. She was staring out into the field were her husband would spend all day on his tractor pulling a metal brush hog with its sharp unyielding blade cutting away at the helpless young shoots of grass. Now the field is overgrown with weeds and wild flowers she stares at the field and laughs softly and says to herself, “Oh Wilber how badly I wanted you to fall off your damn tractor cut your skinny old body in

One day a dad his daughter and her brother went shopping to Walmart. The dad bought a new tv, and it was very shiny when they got to the cash register he realized he did not have enough money. He had saved five fake one hundred dollar bills from the Fun Fair, so he pulled them out and said: “I am buying this tv it says it is for five one hundred dollar bills and no tax included.” The register said, “are you sure?” He looked and said your right, but the dad carried white out with him everywhere he went he whited out the tax word that said tax included very expensive tv. So the dad and his children quickly carried out the tv when the cash register scanned and said: “here you go have a nice day!” The dad said back “we will thank you.” They carefully

My parents saved their money for all my life, with the goal to pay for one year of my college tuition. I came into my freshman year without having to worry about applying for student loans or having to worry about a lot of FAFSA aid, because my parents could help me out. After the year actually started however, I began to reconsider my approach to the options of paying for tuition and housing. Right at the beginning of my second semester, my family was hit with a terrible situation in that my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. At the time when I was supposed to be preparing for midterms and keeping up with all my other activities, I was stuck in my dorm room worrying about her prognosis. Her doctors could not totally be sure about her prognosis

The earliest memory I have is of me walking in the garden of my old house. It is a very distant memory and only lasts about three seconds in my head. To this day, I still wonder if it was only a dream. Nonetheless, I can still recall the way the sun’s bright light hit the left side of my face and the cool grass under my feet. I remember seeing a rose and its prickly thorns. My curiosity moved me to touch one and I instantly felt pain. I cried for my mom and she quickly picked it out of my bleeding index finger. Never again did I touch the thorns of any flower. It is the earliest memory I have of me learning from my mistakes.

I walked into school, breathing in the warm, dry air. I was about to have the longest day of my life. My mind filled with wonderful thoughts of the National Junior Honor Society’s lock in that evening. This was where we got locked in the school and played games and ate food. I couldn't wait until this evening, I was about to burst from all of the excitement. Not only was I ecstatic about the lock in, but also, my sister-in-law, Holly, was very pregnant and about to have a baby. This made the very ends of my toes happy. They seemed to tingle with joy. Another nephew. I could already tell that the clock would be moving impossibly slow today.

One event in life can alter a whole world. The small mishaps that happened on our wedding day, still resulted in our lifetime marriage. Accordingly, I pranced down the aisle, with my best friend Sean. Soon, I knew I was going to become a newly doting wife. The thought had made me anxiously overjoyed on the inside. Consequently, our lives were forever altered once we had proclaimed our love for one another with the exchange of our vows.